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Vicki, Your encounter with the juvenile Blad Eagle sounds magical, much like my encounter with the one in the photograph above was.

Nature never disappoints!

So true, Mia. It's why my time here, in my friend's cottage, is such a balm.

How wonderful to have the opportunity to slow down to enjoy so many little things and to experience something so spectacular at the same time!

"Zero at the bone."

Sounds lovely, all of it, Vicki! The right place for a zephyr.

How wonderful and exciting!

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